My favourite smell, Jenny has spoken! Once again I cannot choose a favourite. There's so many wonderful smells in the world. Each single one of them evokes memories, happy or sad. And once again a rhytmically free verse, but sort of rhyming, is what you've got. I don't know why I feel like experimenting with form, rhyme and style right now, but I do.
Diane of On the Border and Jenny of Procrastinating Donkey are taking turns hosting Poetry Monday, supplying us with a theme and crafty poems. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings also writes a poem for us to enjoy.
The musty, adventurous smell of an old attic - a story
The eager smell of just before rain - oh hope
The rich, almost tangible smell of horses - my dear
The peerless smell of freshly ground coffee - plain glory
The virtuously clean smell of lye - for soap
The elusive smell of a newborn baby - so near
The bubbling smell of butter browning in a pan - so hungry
The indomitable smell of a campfire - can't be hidden
The appetizing smell of amethyst meadow squill - in the country
The soul quenching smell of old incense and prayers - clear as glass
The alluring smell of a pie in the oven - I'm smitten
The fresh, invigorating smell on the beach - all will pass
Next week, Diane is our master once again: Bridges is our theme!
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mandag den 25. maj 2020
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I enjoyed how you added your inner reaction to these scents and smells, Charlotte - my favourite was your second line, "...just before rain - oh hope" - that time really does have its own smell, doesn't it? And freshly ground coffee is a pleasant smell for me, too, even though brewed coffee is not :)
SvarSletOhmyword! Yes to all of the above!
SvarSletI love this. Smells trigger emotions so very easily. More so than other senses I often think, and your poem captured that beautifully.
SvarSletWonderful. Hat's off to you, that is excellent!
SvarSletWell done. An unconventional twist to the list, and all so relateable.
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